QUASIPLATONICROMANTIC NOT-MESS

[chanteuser]

i'm still wheezing y'all

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[robopriest]

...Hm? Metal?

[He looks genuinely confused as Alex moves his sleeve up, but he's more than distracted as he turns back to Chiron. There's definitely still a big bite mark into the metal of his upper arm visible when the sleeve falls back, and he winces slightly - he's still sore.]]

You know, I never did hear your lyre, so that's an excellent idea. I think Emet-Selch would love it too.

[And pews, schmews. Same difference?]

[chanteuser]

Um, yes. Back home I sing a few nights a week -- although I haven't sung with a lyre before. [ show her your lyre skills, chiron.

luckily, she's doesn't get to panic too much over the fact his arm has tooth marks in because how do they even fix a metal arm, this isn't an easy as wrapping a bandage over it and waiting for it to heal is it?--- because hansa's comment makes her look up, sharply. ]

... Yes, metal. The whole "70 per cent metal" thing...?

[ HANSA YOUR CYBORG PARTS. ]

[antaressnipe]

[chiron can't even take a moment to explain his skills because he's too busy also giving hansa a look]

... I suppose as far as losses go, this one is mild.

[unless something breaks because even Chiron's skill has limits]